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Nikolas Cruz was sentenced in the Parkland Shooting to life without the possibility of parole, torpedoing his request to die by the state executioner.
Alex Jones owes a bucketload of money to the Sandy Hook families who have had to endure his lies by grift of his gullible Internet followers, mocking the verdict in a dual screen that “good luck! Ain’t no more money,” while petitioning the rubes to go to his site.
The January 6th Committee held what was possibly its last hearing yesterday if past precedent favors republicans in the midterms (except for the unforced error of overturning Roe vs Wade, and the promise if given power, they will make it a nationwide ban). If Nancy Pelosi is Speaker after the elections, the committee issued a subpoena to Generalisimo Insurrectionist. He’ll wage a pitched legal battle, raise a lot of money, and hope the other crimes he’s guilty of in New York and Georgia don’t wind him up in a jumpsuit to match his complexion. Women are registering for the midterms in record numbers; the unrest in Iran over the “morality police” is a microcosm of a constituency fed up with octogenarians making rules for them.
The person at the center of the January 6th Committee’s focus has established a cult of personality for his followers and personal convenience for his enablers. Despite the recordings of Kevin McCarthy expressing abject terror, despite his, Mitch McConnell’s, and Lindsey Graham’s castigation of him on the House and Senate floors, they read the political tea leaves, realizing the conspiratorial dragon they benefitted from through Reich Wing talk radio, television, websites is a Frankenstein beyond their control. They hope to ride the crazy wave to “power,” which at this time means a position with little relation to actual governing power, and hope their violent followers don’t retaliate on them if they pick up the wrong salad fork, or select the wrong channel with the remote control.
The person at the center of the January 6th Committee’s focus still deludes himself into that he actually won the 2020 election, still denies the loss, confesses to crimes he committed in real-time, and foments open rebellion and uncivil war if he’s ever held accountable for his brazenly committed, and admitted crimes. He now demands the return of classified documents he magically declassified by telepathy (not a thing), and that the government “planted them.” If you can follow that, there will be a padded cell next to his.
I was not a fan of Seinfeld. The comedy took as its theme the play by William Shakespeare: “Much Ado About Nothing.” Norman Lear comedies like “All in the Family,” “Good Times,” “The Jeffersons,” and “One Day at a Time” would often veer into sensitive topics about things like gang violence, rape, racism, and misogyny. Jerry Seinfeld and the cast made a comedy about nothing for ten years. When the final curtain went down on the show, there was “weeping and gnashing of teeth” at my Motorola office in Austin, Texas. Even in syndication where I might see an episode or two, I still don’t get the attraction.
The dark side of much ado about nothing is Whataboutism: nothing matters. It makes one’s sense of history and strategy for the future be temporally bound by business quarters. It explains why we can’t do anything about climate change, George W. Bush summed up the attitude in his thoughts about the future asked by Bob Woodward: “we’ll all be dead.” I used to think he was the worst president in my lifetime until kismet said “hold my beer.” The Republican platform in 2020 was reduced to Seinfeld minimalism, and they don’t have one in 2022, save recycled Gingrich jibberish. Sexually assaulting women; grabbing them by the genitals doesn’t matter. Railing about the sanctity of the unborn never mattered according to Dana Deloach: she just wants power in the Senate, so Herschel Walker can speak word salad about promiscuous bulls all he wants (to the chagrin of Rick Scott and Tom Cotton) as long as they gain the majority. Winning is all that matters, principle never did. There were several hundred mass shootings before Nikolas Cruz. Alex Jones started his grift before the twenty-six victims were in Rigor Mortis. Donald Trump in “Art of the Deal” explained “truthful hyperbole”:
“The final key to the way I promote is bravado. I play to people’s fantasies. People may not always think big themselves, but they can still get very excited by those who do. That’s why a little hyperbole never hurts. People want to believe that something is the biggest and the greatest and the most spectacular. I call it truthful hyperbole. It’s an innocent form of exaggeration—and a very effective form of promotion.”
“I Call It Truthful Hyperbole”: The Most Popular Quotes From Trump’s “The Art of the Deal”, Emily Price, Fast Company, April 4, 2017
In other words, brazen lying.
He played to people’s fantasies that he was a successful businessman, despite six bankruptcies and being in hock up to his eyeballs to Deutsche Bank and the Russian Federation. He saw the reaction to the one and only black president and like a wolf, he pounced. He and his father were charged with violating the Fair Housing Act by the NIXON administration. Orly Taitz is a forgotten name and evidence education does not equate to intelligence. He took over the birther issue, poured kerosene, and lit a match. As Michael Cohen said, he never meant to win the election, it was a publicity stunt, which is why he had nothing he was passionate about to improve people’s lives other than the rich like himself (richer than he since he’s probably not on paper a billionaire). He could have repitched The Apprentice to NBC, still pulled down a check from the network, and still laundered money for Russian oligarchs, but no. Donny got out over his skis, got a taste of real power, and now like an 80s crack addict, can’t get enough of it.
He’s Pookie in [orange] face.
That’s why a little hyperbole never hurts.
It does hurt. It can kill a republic.
On the page where McHenry records the events of the last day of the convention, September 18, 1787, he wrote: “A lady asked Dr. Franklin Well Doctor what have we got a republic or a monarchy – A republic replied the Doctor if you can keep it.” Then McHenry added: “The Lady here alluded to was Mrs. Powel of Philada.”
“A republic if you can keep it”: Elizabeth Willing Powel, Benjamin Franklin, and the James McHenry Journal
January 6, 2022, by Josh Levy, Library of Congress
44 “You belong to your father, the devil, and you want to carry out your father’s desires. He was a murderer from the beginning, not holding to the truth, for there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies. 45 Yet because I tell the truth, you do not believe me! 46 Can any of you prove me guilty of sin? If I am telling the truth, why don’t you believe me? 47 Whoever belongs to God hears what God says. The reason you do not hear is that you do not belong to God.” John 8:44-47